Hmmm... After a long time I am back. Actually I had a poem ready to be posted here. But then the problem was it was in hindi. And typing in hindi is a hell of an effort. Then one of my friend ( Gaurav) gave me an idea. He said write it on a piece of paper, take a snapshot and post it. I thought ya... easy stuff right ? After all I know Hindi. Its my matr bhasha :P . And I started searching for a pen in my room .. Believe me searching anything in my room is an herculean effort (My hostel frn would knw it better :) ).. Somehow I got it and after around 7 years I started writing in hindi . And It was really tough. After 75 minutes (precisely noted ) of sheer waste of time, ink and paper I decided to post the poem the way it is. (The words are of Hindi but are typed in English)... So here it is ... Do read and tell your views.. This one is dedicated to all my friends.. (Esp to Gaurav, Apoorv, Akshay )




jab kabhi aas pas khamosiyon ka saman hota hai...
palkon ke tale khwabon ka aasman hota hai..
kuch alfaaz, dundhle se mujhe dikhayi dete hai
kuch aawaj, madhim si, mujhe sunai deti hai

pata nahi ye mein kalpana hai ya purani tasweerein
pata nahi ye haqeekat hai ya beeti yaadon ki ghere
pata nahi ye samandar hai ya sirf reth ke dere
pata nahi ye aaj hai ya beete kal sunehre

wo paas baithe doston ke hasne ki aawajein,
ruthe hue nawabon ke maan jaane ki fariyaade
ek baar meri zidh maan jaane ki guzarish
apni har cheez use de dene ki sifarish

wo der raat tak jag kar sapno ke pul baandhna
wo pagdandi pe chalte hue ek doosre ka haath thaamna
wo apni haar aur tumhari jeet ka jashn manana
wo ek doosre ko roj marra ke kisse sunana

kuch lamhen hamesha hi saath rehte hain
kuch log hamesha hi yaad rehte hai
hasi is baat par aati hai,
jinhe hum sada muskurate dekhna chahte hai
unse hi bichadne ke halaat aate hain.....